Chapter 141: Freya's Great Wisdom
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A chilling autumn wind swept through, the sunset's vibrant colors gradually being swallowed by the overcast sky. Shades of dark gray and black began to permeate this world. {Write down our domain name here}
The dense forest was shrouded in an eerie gloom, the scant light failing to dispel the deepening shadows all around.
The Destroyer Saintess's breath came out in ragged gasps, low and strained as she stumbled through the trees.
Now that the cooldown for 【Forced Dispersion】 has ended, she has removed all status effects from herself.
My throat finally doesn't hurt like it was being scraped with a knife anymore, and all the various debilitating and blood loss effects have been lifted.
She kept her steps going, treading on the soft earth that was slick and cold.
Just need to hide a little further and wait until nightfall, and slightly recover her condition. When the blood master awakens, she will have the capital to use the power of the blood clan again and strike back.
Tonight, at least two will be slaughtered... Their bellies will be ripped open and hung in the church, letting them painfully bleed out and die!
It would be best... if you could capture the half-demon Duchess who always accompanies Lance. Strip her flesh and lay it out on the banquet table in the cathedral, so that Lance himself can witness the most pitiful and hideous sight of the Duchess's death tomorrow morning.
Will he still be able to maintain that composure
Just thinking about Ranchi seeing that scene, the Destroyer Saint couldn't help but tremble at the corners of her mouth.
Even if she can't kill Rance tonight, once all his subordinates are eliminated and he is left alone, even if Rance has countless epic cards, he will no longer be a threat to her!
And that detective whose mind was only filled with muscle would have probably found the hints of the Shadow World as soon as he arrived in town, then returned halfway there with his head down and face covered in dirt.
He was probably happy, thinking his teammates had already solved all the problems.
But he wouldn't think, when he once again scaled the cliff, that moment would be his death—
The Destructive Saintess stood at the precipice, watching as the detective painfully clambered up. With a searing flame sword, she severed his hands, sending him plummeting eight hundred meters down the cliff to become a bloody pulp in astonishment and despair!
"You were wrong to... mess with the Resurrection Cult... and to meet me..."
The voice of the Destruction Saintess was cold and cruel, laced with venomous determination.
However, at that moment as she thought this way, the Destroyer Saintess did not notice anything amiss beneath her feet.
Her feet suddenly dropped away, and a feeling of weightlessness enveloped her whole body in an instant.
The next moment, it was as if I had fallen from the real world into nothingness.
The pitch-black, cavernous hole seemed like the maw of a monster in the night, instantly swallowing her whole!
"Boom!!"
With a deafening boom that shook both her eardrums and brain, she plummeted to the bottom of a pit several meters deep.
She fell into the pit, her body trembling in pain.
"Ah ah ah——!!"
The vicious spikes in the pit pierced through her skin, her muscles, reaching all the way to her bone marrow.
The face of the Destruction Saintess twisted, her pupils contracting violently, her eyes filled with disbelief and terror.
This is a third-tier earth magic that can instantly create pits in the mud.
But the most terrifying thing is that the pit was also filled with poisonous spikes and traps.
Then came the pain, a searing agony that felt like thousands of needles piercing her flesh. Her screams echoed through the jungle, laced with utter anguish.
At this moment, her trembling gaze saw the shadow above the pit extending endlessly.
With ghostly steps, each one a whisper of death's decree.
A tall figure slowly appeared, he stood there silently, like a statue carved in darkness, motionless. His long robes flapped in the wind, overlooking the ruined Holy Maiden in the cave.
When the Annihilating Saintess saw the man's face clearly, her heart seemed to be gripped tightly.
That was a, familiar face to her.
Standing at the edge of the pit, a heavy crossbow in hand, his face obscured by shadow. Only his violet eyes, half-covered by a partially donned pair of sunglasses, gleamed with an icy intensity like a starlit night sky, unwavering and imperious.
Frey looked at the ruined Saintess, as if looking at a struggling deer.
The Destruction Saint's eyes widened in disbelief, her heart plummeting into an icy abyss in an instant.
The world around once again fell silent.
It all seemed to be playing out in slow motion, cruel and merciless.
"You for…"
Before the words of the destruction saint could even finish, the next second her shoulder was pierced by a heavy arrow that tore through the air. It nailed her to the wall of the crater, followed immediately by another heart-wrenching scream.
Frey stood at the edge of the pit, giving her an arrow in silence.
Although every time it is brought into the world of shadows, its arrow count is limited unless a battlefield cardsmith repairs it, it is nonetheless a slow-firing but extremely deadly armor-piercing heavy crossbow.
"Why are you here!"
The Destructive Saint gasped for breath, her voice hoarse as she roared.
"Aren't you stupid According to the mechanics of the shadow world, you shouldn't climb mountains to solve cases."
Frey sounded skeptical, as if questioning the intelligence of the one who had destroyed the sacred maiden.
"... "
The Annihilation Saint listened to Frey's matter-of-fact tone.
I feel like my intelligence has been utterly crushed.
She thought again of the detective's fearless tumble down the cliff this morning, a move that had fooled everyone.
I finally understand that the detective this morning was just trying to change everyone's mental pressure, and then handed everything over to the more skilled Ranchi. The detective then transformed into a hunter, lurking in the forest for stragglers, until now.
"Yield to me, my superior force is undeniable."
Frey fitted the heavy crossbow with fresh bolts, the muzzle aimed squarely at the Fallen Saint. The icy barbs of the arrows radiated a palpable aura of death.
"Haha...hahaha!"
The Destruction Saintess savagely ripped the arrow from her shoulder, letting the blood splatter, and laughed maniacally while wielding her Blazing Demon Sword.
"Let's die together!!!"
After realizing that she had been utterly toyed with by these two people today, the last thread of sanity within the Saintess's spirit seemed to snap.
Whether it's Lance or Frey.
Such humiliation is beyond her capacity to bear!
She would die, but she would kill this detective who had toyed with her to the extreme!
……
In the great hall of the temple, the hopes of the people were like the dying embers of the sunset, about to sink into the darkness of night.
In the corner beneath the rose window, another resurrected acolyte – the Imperial Priestess – finally stirred from her coma, still watched over by Huberlian and his protective sister.
She saw that the people in the church were filled with a suppressed sadness.
Once again, he looked around at the wounded and exhausted challengers, as well as the vanished Destructive Saint.
She immediately laughed hysterically, knowing that the destruction of Saint Adeline had severely wounded them but she still managed to escape.
Tonight, is the time of the blood sacrifice!
Thanks to Lord Mu Bai Jin Yu for the patronage! This chapter is an extra update, normal updates will continue at 9 pm tonight!
(The End)
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